Hope and Wish
C&W93. Go to the Hema family

"Don't bother, brother." I smiled broadly at her sister Hema. 

What's his name? 

"Nerepotin, just sweet tea." He took his tramp. 

There is no way not to bother, the child in his arms just to cry. Not to mention that the other child whined and the big boy called his name continuously. 

I can't imagine if I had a lot of kids without a babysitter. I'm getting the baby blues like that. I understand the condition of her brother Hema is like this, so no one helps her take care of her children at home. 

"Please drink, Mr. Givan, Brother Ra. Excuse me first." He hurriedly withdrew. 

"Thank you." I smiled before he left pulled by his whining son. 

"I'm sorry, sir, brother? His name is also a child." Bang Wildan was so unkind to this guest, because his children could not be in condition. 

"I also know, at home the same." My dad smiled friendly. 

Even the kids at home have their own room. So the commotion was not going anywhere, they were never seen guests either. 

"So what, sir? Is there any progress on the Hema case?" Bang Wildan looked at father seriously. 

"About Hema, he hasn't been locked up for six years. Estimates, two to five years. There has been no follow-up hearing yet, so he has not served any actual jail time" the father explained later. 

Has not undergone a period of endurance, he has been kept away from a family like this. 

"I had a conversation with Hema. Hema just asked for the bike back to work, so it's good I bought a new one. It was processed, waiting two to three days for the bike to come. Keep going…." Dad's words hang. 

"Sorry, Sir. I cut the shit. The actual motor is already in the workshop bang Zio kok, sir." It looks like it's shocked and unpleasant. 

"Yes, Zio said. Keep Hema ask aided arahin business, well you first while Hema is still in prison. If you can, tomorrow morning at seven come to the house huh? Later I intervened, for the next can be discussed good time." Dad took something out of his shirt pocket. 

"If you may know, what effort, sir? Approximately, how much does it cost? For his place of business I may be looking at…." Wildan's bang hangs, because dad raised his right hand. 

"Come here, huh? This problem is it, it's easy. It's a little info." Dad gave me the paper. 

What paper is it?

Banh Wildan received and looked at the contents. He was silent for a moment, then looked at Dad in shock. 

"Isn't it excessive, sir? Thank you, sir." Bang Wildan quickly kissed my father's hand. 

Dad tried to pull his hand out of the hand of bang Wildan. "No, Hema's overrated." My dad smiled friendly. 

"I don't understand Hema's decision. But did Hema ask for all this?" Hand bang Wildan was like a tremble. 

Is it very shock? 

"Hema didn't ask for anything other than the bike problem. Calm down, we'll talk about it in the future. Now let's focus first, let Hema not get a long sentence." Dad took his tea glass. 

"Drink, Dan." Dad offered bang Wildan. 

"Yes, please, sir." Bang Wildan couldn't digest it all yet. 

"Bang, I'm sorry that Hema's condition has to be there." That bad taste is growing in my heart. 

"What's wrong, Brother Ra. Hema's own choice as well. Actually a bit stiff also the same boy, impressed make himself pesky continue. The choice was never right." Bang Wildan is putting his hair back on. 

"Yes, sorry, sir. Since choosing Bunga, the more runyam aja himself. You may not know, but bang Chandra knows a lot. He knew that Fajriah and I objected to Hema marrying Bunga. Moreover, his condition has not been cured, I already feel his life will be more ambiguous." His dislike of Bunga, very clear from his tone of speech. 

"Why? The flower is female, if Hema can lead it, it might not be this silent."

I was shocked by my father's response. 

"Because Hema certainly can not guide, we know Hema's condition as bad as what. Plus it has to be the head of the household, plus the female model has to be much addressed as well." Bang Wildan to the head bobble. 

"How much interest is fixed?" 

I feel like you're more likely to pretend you don't know. 

"Look at the old social media. People here know how Ken's son's son's behavior is." Bang Wildan glanced in another direction. 

I never talked about flowers. However, is it true that Flowers publicize its ugliness? 

Dad mangosteen. "It's possible to be a mate with the flower up here." Dad rubbed his palms into his lap. "Then, we'll excuse you. Tomorrow is it waiting? Later about Hema easy we just news." Dad got up from his position. 

"Ready, Sir. Thanks for everything." Bang Wildan smiled and led us to the porch of his house. 

I came back to drive my dad's car, my dad just got in the car after helping me drive the parking lot. 

"One by one, Deck. We meet the flowers first, right? After Hema gets another trial, you'll be back in Hema. Relax, Daddy's with you." Dad patted his own chest. 

I frowned and looked towards my father. "Why should I go to Flowers? He's wrong, I don't want to apologize." I looked back ahead. 

"We'll take a look, Dek. Who should apologise, see there. But we need to know how his intentions, especially to Dad who has always replaced the role of his parents. He's not entirely wrong, neither are you right." Dad opened half the car window by his side. 

Why am I still hostile to Bunga? The man I chose yesterday looks cheap too. 

"So where to now?" I catch my breath. 

"To the house pack you, Dek." I look to enjoy the wind from the car window

"OK, Dad." I quickly turned towards the road closer to Pakwa's house. 

When I got there, I heard a noise. There was a sound of crying, there was a sound of people shouting and there was also the sound of items being thrown either falling. 

What's the matter? Is Hanna not being conditioned? Or is worse happening? 

"What's up, Dek?" Dad looked at the door of Ken's house, which was tightly shut. 

"No idea, Dad. About, our arrival helped or made things worse?" I walked over to the father standing in front of his car. 

"Well, you know me?!! Who has always been there?!! Your partner will take care of you, not the girl who does not know herself!" The female voice full of emotion was heard all the way to where we were standing. 

I didn't hear any word from Ken's men, maybe he was speaking softly. Or he's in a condition we don't know about. 

"I'm not going to sue for anything, I'm not going to question this or that. I'm tired of all your threats, bans and restrictions. It's free for me to spend a lifetime too, if you can never glorify your partner. I'm not asking you to choose, it's up to you to hold down how many kids you want to foster. I'm not leaving with anything like what you wrote in the letter, you take it easy." The voice was followed by a crying voice. 

Dad immediately walked quickly towards the door leaf of the house Pakwa. 

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